I just got home.

I just got home.

Emma and Booka stay on the opposite side of the house from where we come in.  So when I get in the door I can see the other dogs and I go check on them and do the old "crate and rotate" dance with Faith and Lowrider.  So as soon as I get home I know they are ok.

I can usually hear Booka dancing in the kitchen, so I know he's fine when I get home, too.  Emma hates the kitchen floor and never walks on it if she doesn't have to, so when I hear paws in that room I know it's not her.  Since I couldn't see her immediately I called out "How's my girl?" and she barked in response.  I love that she talks to me.  🙂

She seems energetic enough today and her eyes are looking a little clearer, though there is still some blood pooled at the bottom of her irises.  Her pupils are staying hugely dilated and she clipped the door frame when I let her out to potty, so her vision is not great.  She also barked to be let right back in as soon as she was finished using the bathroom.  She used to be ok with getting some fresh air, but I bet outside is scary now if she can't see well.

When I saw the vet on Monday (and when I texted her today), she said that we would most likely not be able to save Emma's vision.  Saving her life is the goal and she thinks we can do it.  Her test results are still not back yet, but Emma seems ok at the moment and for that I am grateful.

I am going to try very hard to not let myself slip into panic mode this evening, but I make no promises.  Shaun is still at work and won't be around for a little while yet, so I'm hoping that I can keep myself in check until he gets here.  Wish me luck.  ❤